hunting light

Conventional mech games are mostly two competition systems: "competition competition" and "tough battle competition".

As the name suggests.In a scramble match, one team competes for a target in the opponent's protection.Usually, the target needs to be safely escorted back to the team's base camp to be considered a victory.

And the tough game is also known as "bloody battle to the end", which sounds even more brutal and exciting.The two teams fought to the death to capture the opponent's base camp, or the opponent surrendered, or killed and wiped out the opponent's team members.

Of course, not really annihilation.

No matter how bloody and violent it is, this is a sport for all to watch. Although the viewing level is R, it is not a real war after all.

The system and the referee will closely monitor the contestants' confrontation, and blow the whistle in time according to their mechs and physical damage.Players who disobey the referee will be directly ejected from the space field and sent to the field to sit on the bench.

Although Sang Xia and the others scolded "Mad Shark" bloody in the stands (Sang Xia: Why did this old fish come all the way to our territory to make waves? Return to your stinky ditch!), But in the competition, it is actually very common to replace the "target" with off-site guests.

It's just that in the past, in order to add "interestingness", the replacements were either cheerleaders or celebrity superstars who came to start the game.This time it was really unprecedented to be replaced by two priests.

So when Kuang Sha said this, a mushroom cloud exploded in the audience.Sang Xia knocked over the popcorn all over the floor.

In the grandstand, Felix IV's half-closed eyes slowly opened.Like an old dragon waking up from a boring doze.

In front of the large photon screen in the auditorium of the San Miro Monastery, everyone was dumbfounded, and even Adway couldn't help but put down the donut that had just gnawed a tooth mark.

"Would it be a little..." Louis said to the emperor, "After all, he is a priest."

"What's the content of today's game?" Rafael asked.

The tournament official said: "A street fight in the 'War of Protecting Light'. The rebels occupied Fort Gloria back then, and the two envoys of the Holy See were trapped, waiting to be rescued. Team Tu won the opposite side, and Team Byron was the positive side."

"No wonder Mad Shark proposed to replace the priests with real people." Raphael laughed, "This is really more realistic. Father, in this way, if our team fails to rescue the priests successfully, we will not only have to be If the people scold you, you will be despised by the Holy See."

"Isn't this just right?" the Duke of Oran crossed his long legs, "Give this group of fighters a reason to win, and stimulate their greatest potential. With this mentality to face a strong enemy like the Tu team, win chances will increase.”

"I think this is a bit disrespectful to the priests." Louis said with a straight face.

"Let the parties decide." The emperor's response was quite satisfactory, and he announced: "If the two priests do not object..."

"I am very happy, Your Majesty!" said the priest of the Turusman team at once. "The Holy Lord has always directed us to go among people and participate in their joys and sorrows. I think this is a wonderful way to make me happy." Experiencing the entertainment of worldly people and deepening my understanding of them."

Then, everyone on the scene turned their attention to the priest of the Byron team.

"..." With 200 million light bulbs on his head, what else can Ian say?

5 minute later.

Ian stood in a preparation room, and the staff was fastening a small collar like a snake bone chain around his neck.

"Please don't be nervous, Father." The staff comforted, "The target will stay in the safest place the whole time, and there is no need to do anything. You can also watch the battle live, which is a super rare experience. Rich people They will pay for this treatment.”

"That's not necessarily the case." The priest of the Tu team came over.

Ian had noticed that this priest was different before, and now he has the time to look at him carefully.

This priest is also an Omega, with a very tall figure, even though he is wearing a cumbersome crimson robe, he still doesn't look cumbersome.

He came slowly, gracefully, like a feline.The voice was soft and melodious, and there was an indescribable charm in the eyes of the voice, which made people's ears itch.

But his temperament is so special, but his appearance is very ordinary, he is decent and handsome, but he has no special features, making people forget it when he turns his face.He has short brown hair and gray eyes, and his age is hardly discernible.He seemed extremely mature and stable, but he looked only four or fifty years old.

The priest didn't introduce himself, stared at Ian's confused face, and said with a smile: "Soldiers must successfully escort the target back to the base camp to score. Grabbing the target is only half the battle, and the opponent will continue to chase and kill the target all the way. Take it back. At this time, you will be with the fighters and experience battles and artillery fire. I suggest you take some motion sickness medicine to avoid vomiting in the cockpit of the mech."

"You sound like you have a lot of experience, Father." Ian laughed.

"Ah..." The other party raised his hand, brushed the broken hair around his ears, all kinds of amorous feelings burst out in all directions, and several Beta staff members stared straight at him.

"That was a crazy time." Priest Tui smiled at Ian, "Then, see you later."

The staff came back to their senses, wiped their sweat and smiled apologetically at Ian: "Father, don't be frightened by that person's words. There is a pair of light armor in the collar you wear, which will pop out to protect you at critical moments. "

"Oh, that's good." Ian was still confused, and stood obediently, listening to the staff explain the rules of the game.

"When the space field is turned on, you may feel a little dizzy and nauseous, you can press this button. You can communicate with everyone, but the calls will be recorded..."

Anyway, Leon will protect himself.Yi'an thought absently, he really wasn't afraid of the fight at all, and instead began to look forward to this rare opportunity to watch the game in the field.

At this moment, Leon was confronting the coach with a straight face.

"Please think again, coach. I believe that the past training has proved my strength, and I am qualified to fight!"

"All my decisions are based on overall tactics, not individuals!" The coach shouted, "Yes, your personal quality is very good, I can say that your individual combat ability can even rank first in the team. At your age, I could almost call you a genius. But—"

The coach pointed out the gate: "This is not an individual battle, but a team battle. After entering that space field, no matter how powerful a fighter is, it is only a part of the team. I know that priest is your friend, but Your eagerness will instead make you a villain who threatens the teamwork. So, obey the order and be a substitute for me obediently!"

"Coach, I promise to obey the captain's command and fully cooperate with my teammates!" Leon trembled as he was trapped in the scabbard with murderous intent.

"No discussion!" The coach ruthlessly rejected his request, and shouted at the other team members, "Everyone on the plane, ready to go!"

Fifteen frontline team members and three medical soldiers are ready.

Leon took a deep breath, the veins on the back of his fist were exposed, and his joints creaked.

After a while, he regained his composure and sat down on the sidelines with a blank expression.

The bell rang inside and outside the arena.

Moderator: "Open the space field."

With a buzzing sound, an invisible barrier opened, covering the arena below, and tall holographic viewing screens were erected in front of each stand.

Millions of viewers felt the change in the magnetic field. The hairs on their arms and temples stood upside down, and many short-haired people directly exploded their hair.The miniature mechs worn by the Alpha soldiers are also affected by the magnetic field, causing them to flicker.

Felix IV's ribbon today is covered with various gem corsages and badges that symbolize status and merit.Among them is a black and silver round badge with a very simple pattern, with a dusty sapphire embedded in the middle.

At this time, this sapphire also sneaked a little light.

After a while of dizziness, Ian found that the infield, which could only be seen in a square kilometer, suddenly became vast and boundless.

The green lawn disappeared, replaced by a highly developed modern metropolis.

The whole city is like a majestic mountain.In the center stands a group of skyscrapers, and the surrounding houses gradually become lower and spread out in all directions, occupying the entire land.

Ian suddenly felt that everything that happened before was a dream of his own.

Because he realized that he was standing on the bell tower of the San Milo Monastery at the moment, and the atrium of the monastery was outside the window!

But the vegetation in the courtyard was different from what he remembered.Not only that, the monastery house is brand new, and the room in the bell tower, which has long been a utility room and a pigeon coop, can't help but be freshly painted and furnished with simple furniture.

Here it is, Glory 2000 years ago!

"It's really good to restore the details." Father Tu team walked behind him and stood beside Ian.

The sky above the monastery has not yet been occupied by the urban forest, and the hazy sky can be seen at a glance.In the courtyard, the monks looked in a hurry, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.The gray-haired old dean is instructing the monks to close the gate and put down the anti-theft iron bars.

Ian knew that they were all NPCs virtualized by the system, but it was hard not to be infected by the nervous and frightened emotions they exuded.

Suddenly, a loud and ear-piercing siren descended from the cloudy sky and resounded throughout the land.

The monks fell on deaf ears.

"The game has started." Father Tu team said, "Are you ready for the next 90 minutes?"

"Of course." Ian whispered, turned and walked towards the door.

"Where are you going?" Father Tutu was surprised, "We should stay in this room and wait for rescue."

"Is it stipulated that the target person cannot save himself?" Ian had already opened the door and looked back sideways.

Under the interlacing of light and shadow, his eyes were sharp, the previous humility and kindness took a back seat, and his handsome face suddenly appeared deep and resolute.

Father Tutu was stunned for a moment: "Not really. But..."

This is actually a small setting in the game that is beneficial to the rescuer.But the battlefield is extremely dangerous. After leaving the hiding place, it is very likely that he will be sent to the hands of the villain.Therefore, the target person generally chooses to stay in place peacefully.

"Then follow me!" Ian walked out first.